For example, a cultivator whose whole body was wrapped in mud and rocks had turned into a stone man. Although there were willow catkins all over the mud on his body, the person inside the mud was completely unharmed. Seeing Li Shiyin and the others with nowhere to retreat, he took the initiative to attack. He charged towards Li Shiyin in the wind vortex headfirst.
"War Spirit Art!" Li Shiyin once again forcibly urged the "War Spirit Art" and went to meet this stone man. Her sword qi slashed out and the stone man instantly lost an arm, while Li Shiyin was also blasted flying by the headbutt, almost crashing out of Chasing the Wind's wind vortex domain.
"Wow..." Li Shiyin spat out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground. After trying several times, she couldn't get up.
Chasing the Wind watched out for the others while Long Qiqi's tail came over to help Li Shiyin up.
"You can just transfer this tiger to us, why fight so desperately?" A woman enveloped in gloomy flames walked over and persuaded Li Shiyin.
Li Shiyin broke free from Long Qiqi's tail and barely stood up. She wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and the purple sword qi on her Qingxing Sword was her answer.
To Chasing the Wind, Li Shiyin was no different from her own family. Abandoning and betraying one's family...
"Humph..." Li Shiyin smiled with difficulty, activated her magic power, and took the initiative to kill towards that gloomy flames woman.
"I've really never seen such a powerful Foundation Establishment cultivator before!" This woman exclaimed.
A cluster of flames was thrown out, thrown onto the path Li Shiyin had to take while attacking.
In Li Shiyin’s current state, if she was burned by her gloomy flames, death would be inevitable!
"What a pity!" She lamented.
"Mu Ran!"
At this moment, Li Shiyin suddenly shouted out. A sword that looked like a galaxy appeared out of thin air in her body. This sword thrusted forward, splitting those gloomy flames in half. That woman was greatly shocked and quickly reacted to slap and deflect the oncoming Mu Ran Sword that had turned into flowing light.
But the next moment...
Li Shiyin's sword reached her face...
The swordpoint was the swordpoint, she was the sword body, piercing straight through the chest!
Gloomy flames, extinguished!
Li Shiyin also used up her last bit of strength and fell to the ground, finally unable to grip onto the Qingxing Sword, causing it to fall to the ground, while the Mu Ran Sword flew back and inserted itself beside her.
She remembered her master teaching her that the sword was the life of a sword cultivator and losing one's sword was the same as dying as a sword cultivator. She had always gripped her own sword very tightly, but now she couldn't anymore.
"Am I going to die?" Li Shiyin watched the willow catkins outside the vortex and thought to herself, feeling very regretful. "I won't get to see father, mother, or brother again, or Master either..."
Right as she was thinking this, she suddenly saw a familiar figure in the willow catkins rushing over this way...
"Master?" She thought it was just an illusion or delusion from her impending death.
She saw her master rush into Chasing the Wind's vortex domain and come over to hold her up, looking very anxious and seeming on the verge of tears.
"Master!" Li Shiyin smiled. Being able to see her master in the end wasn't so bad.
It was just that her master was too stupid and probably still didn't know her feelings.
She reached out and stroked Qin Ran's face, murmuring: "Master, Shiyin really likes you, do you know?"
She thought she was going to die, and just wanted to express her innermost thoughts.
But she didn't expect that this master she imagined would have tears streaming down his face as he kept nodding and repeatedly saying, "I know, I know, I know!"
She didn't know that she was so stupid that she couldn't even hide her feelings for someone. Even Long Qiqi understood and even Chasing the Wind knew.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
